This is a song about "Extra territrial"

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

Why do you like an extra on soul train

I wish i’ll never see you again

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Fuck the multies and extra syllables, cause i got my own flow

See there no place better than the state of my mind

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

They get my usual and give some extra fries too

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

A pile extra pressure as a test of measure

A breakdown broad oh she could of done better